Thinking out loud:
Unconsciously, I’ve discovered that I’ve been doing things wrongly the whole time.
Every time anyone who confesses to me. I always ask “why?”
I always wondered how could someone like or even love me for who I was? I’m not exceptionally particular good at something or do I look like the next top model or some sort. 🤔
Silly right? But I do realised now, I should have love myself first. Be a person whom I could fall in love with, someone whom I can believed in.
Maybe by then, someone would be there for who I truly am.